All of a sudden, the corner of Stanley's mouth curved into a ferocious smile. His cold eyes swept over everyone present like a devil.

His voice was as cold as from the hell.

"I just killed a few hundred despicable women. Why should you make a fuss? I'm Marchese. I can kill thousands of people with one order. "

"You, a group of ants, I can crush you to death with one finger. What qualifications do you think you have to dismiss me?"

"Don't forget that I have brought Raflad to this prosperity. Raflad can't live without me."

His arrogance was frightening.

He was so arrogant as if the Raflad belonged to him.

And all the people present were just ants. If he wanted to kill them, he could do it as he liked.

In his eyes, no high official, no figure, no law was worth mentioning.

Someone got angry and shouted at Stanley, "We respect you because you are Mr Marchese. But now we know your true color, you are nothing! This Raflad is the king's, not yours! You make a big mistake, so you will be deprived of power. That's what you deserve! "


The smile on Stanley's face became more and more ferocious. His sharp eyes swept across the crowd and paused for a different time on someone.

He said slowly, "do you also think so?"

The faces of the people who had been specially seen by Stanley turned pale and stiff, with sweat dripping from their foreheads.

They were uneasy and terrified, but things had really come to this point.

"Killing a woman is not against the law. This is the law of Raflad! Mr Marchese did nothing wrong. I don't agree with his dismissal. "

In the crowd, a middle-aged man stood up.

His loud voice indicated that he was actually on the side of Stanley in this situation.

The angry people looked at him in surprise. They couldn't understand why he stood out to speak for Stanley.